DAMIEN
The room was full of wolves dressed as kings.
Billionaires. Politicians. Criminals cloaked in polished suits. The summit was everything they had worked toward—months of careful manipulation, false alliances, and whispered threats finally colliding under the glittering chandeliers of the summit.
But Damien wasn’t here to play by their rules anymore.
He stood at the center of the room, flanked by Gabriel and a few of their closest men. Isla wasn’t here… he hadn’t seen her since she walked away, her betrayal etched into her eyes like a brand he couldn’t scrub clean.
But she would hear what he had to say.
They all would.
Damien lifted the mic. His voice rang out with the kind of quiet power that demanded silence.
“Thank you for coming. Tonight marks the future of our alliance. B
